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“You’re not a thief,” Jane continued, circling him like a shark. “But you’re a romantic. You let someone in after hours. Someone who promised they’d appreciate the art more than a buyer ever could. Who was she?” The Reveal

“Oh, we do,” Jane said, finally sitting up and smoothing his vest. “He’s the one who’s currently trying too hard to look busy at the gallery. Let's go. I'm bored, and I think I can trick him into confessing before lunch.” The Gallery Gambit The Mentalist

At the gallery, the owner, a nervous man named Mr. Henderson, was vibrating with anxiety. Jane didn’t look at the empty wall where the masterpiece once hung. Instead, he watched Henderson’s hands. “You’re not a thief,” Jane continued, circling him

“Jane, get up,” barked, tossing a file onto his chest. “New case. High-end art heist turned messy in Sacramento.” Someone who promised they’d appreciate the art more